The Car Ride

"Do I have to?" I asked Dad sitting on my bed. He had once again popped his head into my room to make sure I was ready to go. "I won't even need it."

Dad gave that soft smile he did sometimes, like he actually understood. Sometimes he would change his mind if I asked enough times. "Ray..." He started. "It's a long drive and I don't want to have to stop every thirty minutes."

"You won't!" I bleated at him. "I don't wanna wear it!"

"Raymond." He stated firmly. That was it, I knew I wasn't going to get my way now. Once Dad said my full name there was absolutely no way I was going to get what I wanted, it didn't stop me from shooting him a piercing frown. "It's only for the drive and we will still stop for some breaks, it's just in case." The drive itself was long, we hadn't been up to our cousin's cottage in years and I remember last time I had to get Dad to pull over on the side of the highway so I could relieve myself.

I grunted at him, more of a growl. "It has Bluey on them." I complained uselessly.

"You like Bluey." Dad scoffed a little.

"It's for babies." I told him, although he was kind of right. I did like Bluey. That didn't mean I wanted to wear it on my butt. The colourful green package sat on my dresser, I had been complaining about it since it showed up. 'Pampers Easy Ups' in a big bubbly font with Bluey and Bingo happily dancing as if nothing was wrong. The worst part was the size of the box. Fifty-two of the training pants were inside, Dad said they were actually for Oliver but it sounded like he bought them for me.

"Your cousin, Oliver, isn't a baby, is he?" Dad asked, he was trying to trick me. Oliver wasn't a baby but he was way younger. I knew I was pretty short for my age but Oliver must have been a giant. The last time they were here Oliver wouldn't stop commenting on how we were the same size. I'm pretty sure he even took some of my clothes.

"He's four, Dad, he probably still watches Bluey." I tried to extinguish his comment.

"You still watch Bluey." Dad said with a small snort.  "Four-year-olds aren't babies." I just rolled my eyes. "Now we are leaving soon and I want you changed." He closed the door to allow me some privacy. "I'll be checking." He added from the other side of it.

I let out an exasperated sigh as I fell back onto my bed, just staring up at the ceiling before looking to the head of my bed, sitting by my pillows was my Bluey plush toy. "Dad isn't wrong, I do like Bluey." I said to myself trying to make myself feel better about what I was about to do next.

I got off my bed to get dressed and to pack the things I wanted to bring. After getting undressed and pulling the training pants up and between my legs my door opened. I jumped.

"Ray I need to grab a couple of..." he stopped as he chuckled, seeing me in nothing but my Bluey easy-ups. "Super cute kiddo, reminds me of when you were Oliver's age." He teased as he took the package of easy-ups off the dresser, I knew he was packing them for Oliver but after his comment it felt like they were for both of us.

My eyes went wide, my cheeks burned a hot red... All I could muster up was, "Daddy, get out!" Before running over and pushing him against his waist, not that I could actually force him to move.

He chuckled before moving on his own, "Alright Kiddo I'm going we are leaving in ten minutes though I expect to see your butt at the door." He finished before finally leaving.

I grumbled as I stomped my way back over to my bed, grabbing Bluey and stuffing her into my backpack. "Stupid dad, stupid height, stupid easy ups!" I said furiously before grabbing the clothes that Dad had picked out for me, I couldn't complain it was things I 'liked'. First I pulled on a t-shirt adorned with the words 'little man'. Next was my favourite hoodie, a Bluey themed one, it looked like her body, the hood having ears on it. Finally, I hoisted up denim overalls. I started to buckle on the snaps as I looked at myself in the mirror. I almost got over the easy ups I was wearing under the outfit until I noticed an unmistakable diaper bulge from the absorbent undergarments. "Yeah, I so look like the older cousin." I groaned before grabbing my backpack and heading downstairs to put on my shoes.